Coaster by braedenmichaels on September 7, 2018September 7, 2018 So much pressure So much weight But I serve a purpose Protecting a surface I’m movable Depressed when I’m not used I can see water dripping Ruining surfaces when I’m needed Please use me Every day Regularly Check out my books! Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
Great poem about coasters, lol! Never look at one the same again. But I can’t help but think it can reflect what humans think about themselves sometimes. 😌 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Hehehe! I love your object poetry. It always makes me smile.
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I’m glad lol thank you Tara!
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Lovely. An apoeal from a coaster
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Thank you Lorraine! Hope you are well today
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Thanks so much for your good wishes. Hes, I am doung well today, thankyou
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Welcome, and great!
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Great poem about coasters, lol! Never look at one the same again.
But I can’t help but think it can reflect what humans think about themselves sometimes.
😌
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lol thank you – very true
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